No sooner had the voice faded than Tang Caiyi snatched the torn cheque fragments away. Although Tang Caiyi could not read characters, she understood the word "cheque," and more importantly, she recognized numbers!
She stretched out her fingers and pieced together the shredded remnants of the cheque, focusing on the numerical part, and then counted them one by one, after which she burst into tears.
"What's wrong now, girl?" asked Tang Sanzang.
Tang Caiyi wailed, "Dad, this is a cheque, a ten million yuan cheque! And you've torn it to pieces... it's gone, all gone! It might even be more than what's in the card!"
Tang Sanzang was stunned; he was so frustrated. If he had known these two worthless scraps were so valuable, he would never have destroyed them.
So there they were, a grown man and a little girl squatting in the vast desert, weeping together in heartbreak.
...
However, what was done was done.
